[b]"Hah...me a morning person?"[/b] Elle laughed, looking over at Daniel as he turned out of the garage and they found the street pretty clear, aside from a few cars that were left on the side of the street. Or in the middle. Her laugh was genuine, but it felt odd to laugh. Like she wasn't supposed to.

Elle wasn't much of waking up person, at any part of the day. However, nowadays if she woke up she couldn't go back to sleep. Sometimes she slept for only a few hours. To say the least, she sometimes watched Daniel sleep simply because she couldn't sleep or fall back to sleep. It was something she hoped he never found out.

She listened to him speak about the road conditions, lulling a bit to his voice. Though when he spoke about running over the infected, it peaked her interest. [b]"We need that kind of rough around the edges look, this thing is much too shiny."[/b] though, she did like it from their last means of transport: a beat up old Cadillac that she was surprised, still ran. To this day she still wondered how they had stumbled upon this black beauty. Her eyes wandered out the window, watching the town pass by. A few broken windows. Small groups of infected down alleyways, but they drove by too fast for them to actually follow.

They continued down the street. However, as they passed an intersection an infected came out of nowhere and hit the side front side of the car, but was just sort of knocked out of the way. The right tires rolling over the things legs. Elle looked in the side mirror as it attempted to get up but its legs were broken and pinned to the ground. She felt half sorry but had become numb to the infected once being humans.

[b]"One more for you,"[/b] she said, adding to Daniel's numbers.